Thailand Gap Year Research Trip – Thai Dogs
Thai Dogs.
Thai Dogs – specifically Ko Tao dogs are a breed apart. Well technically they are several breeds mixed up in a complete incestuous doggy sexual frenzy over many decades, but they are definitely different. The island is covered with dogs, mostly strays – although some are the proud owners of collars ( not that this means anything as the are effectively left to fend for themselves.) It is my belief that you are never more than 10 metres away from a dog here, you notice them, sat mostly panting, licking their balls, sniffing another dogs balls or generally looking ridiculously happy in the sun. I feel like a famous anthropologist classifying a new genus. Technically this may not be too far from the truth. I think I saw a dog that had mixes of bassett hound, Dalmatian, Labrador and boxer the other day. Extremely fucking ugly. In true anthropological style I have been naming the different types of dogs accordingly: Stinky, Scratch, Itchy, Fluffly etc. To be honest I have run out of names. New dogs are now just being given numbers like some far of newly discovered star in a far off galaxy: “rabid 412b” of the Sarie beach sector.
To give them their credit, these dogs are extremely docile, not an ounce of aggression in them .(well except to other dogs but more of that later). Take the local doggy who hangs around the bar at Asia divers – Max. every single day for the last 10 days I have trodden on Max – he has a habit of sleeping next to the bar right where you stand to order a drink. He doesn’t even yelp, just looks at you with slightly sorry eyes as if to say “not again….”
And then there are the mangy ugly beach dogs. A few days ago I was sat on the beach checking out the view with a group of people and along came this flea bag with dog aids. He stopped a few metres away and checked us out before thinking. Hmm you’ll do as my new owners.
“Oh god. Look at that disgusting dog” one of the Australian girls said” as he contorted himself into this ridiculous position almost bending himself completely round to gnaw on his own back. We sat there transfixed at this dog whose sole purpose in life was to chew, gnaw and itch uncontrollably for 3 minutes for just 30 seconds of relief. When he would relax sat starring out to sea in his own doggy nirvana before being reminded that he had the worlds itchiest flea infestation and continue with his life long quest to chew himself. This went on for hours, every so often he would inch closer to us to a collective chorus of “eugh!” and “go away! Fuck off!”.
This dog was so nasty that when another dog came along he declined normal doggy practice to run up to Itchy’s back end and take a good long sniff.
Eventually Itchy did fuck off, another tourist was jogging down the beach, the dog felt he would be better suited to someone healthier, so he ran after him, occasionally stopping to chew himself.
On the whole these dogs are very docile, and they all tend to have their own territory and hang around in groups, beach dogs love the beach and never move, inland dogs love the Go Go bars and never move, occasionally someone will lake their pet dog down to the beach and get about 10 doggies gnashing and barking at the unwelcome doggy trespasser, but that is the only time they are ever aggressive.
17th May Dangerous Day of Death.
When I got out of bed this morning I could smell danger in the air. For today I had several plans all involving certain death. Firstly I was to get out of bed early and get on a the back of a pick up truck driven bty a lunatic whose sole purpose was to transport me and several other divers as fast as he possibly could on 2 wheels down the narrowest roads to the port. Here I would leap across 2 large gaps to reach the dive boat. This would be followed by a deep dive to 32 meters where there would be sharks. If I survived the inevitable shark attack I was then planning to get on the back of a motor bike driven by “Kate I’ll use my face as a break shepherd” to a place called “Shark bay”. Here we would go snorkelling and risk getting subcutaneous emphysema or blacking out through shallow water black out due to the existing nitrogen in our systems from the deep dive.
Obviously nothing so exciting happened, although I did see a shark very briefly, it did not decide to eat me.
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